The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

Chapter 49 - Come At Me,I Dare You!

"So you are also a swordsman." Krox could judge it when he saw Desmond's muscles suddenly harden. "Let's put more pressure on it." Then he chanted a spell, and several wolves formed from the shadows and instantly attacked Desmond. "Catch him, Brock!"

Meanwhile, Desmond, who had been too focused on the wolf in front of him, was not aware of Brock's presence; the burly man who Grimm had previously attacked suddenly appeared to hold and lock his body from behind.

"Tch." Feeling his movements stifle, Desmond spun around his sword and stabbed it directly into Brock's stomach.

* pop *

Desmond's sword managed to penetrate Brock's stomach, and he quickly broke free from Brock's lock.

"Ahhhh." The stabbed Brock was in pain and screamed. He immediately took out his sword and moved forward towards Desmond, who had drifted away.

* bite *

This time, Desmond's neck was bitten by Krox's shadow wolf. " Fuck. " He tried to release the wolf's bite by pushing and stabbing the head of the wolf that was biting him.

* howl ** howl * 

The wolf groaned, not from pain but because Desmond's sword had pierced and entered the wolf's body.

Seeing that his sword was not working, Desmond dropped his weapon and grabbed the wolf's head, which was on his neck, with his bare hands.

* thump *

With the power of the 1st class swordsman that had been quadrupled, Desmond effortlessly slammed the wolf, threw it forward, and hit Brock, who was charging at him.

Nice, it's pretty good-

* bite *

Before Desmond could rest, the other wolves came to bite each part of his body.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

As Desmond endured the wolf bite's pain, he glanced at his body, which was already covered with bite marks, and saw blood starting to come out from each bite.

Ah ... fuck.

Looking around, Desmond then tried to grab his weapon, which was dumped earlier on the ground.

* slash * * slash *

Like slashing through the wind, Desmond's sword only pierced through the wolf's body shadow, which seemed utterly ineffective.

What the fuck!

Then more wolves arrived and bit more of his body, from his head to his toes.

This made Desmond automatically fall to the ground due to the wolves' heavy weight that surrounded his body.

This shadow wolf was very…

Wait, shadow? Darkness?

Even in this state, Desmond was still able to remain calm and thought of a solution; Then, he checked his status and found out that the empty energy had suddenly increased by 0.50.

Hopefully, my guess is correct.

But Desmond's vision had started to blur; he had lost a lot of blood, and the wolves were all over his body kept biting him repeatedly, causing several of his vital veins to go numb.

From a distance, Grimm and Krox, who saw this, laughed out loud. "It turns out that torturing like this is very fun, hahaha."

"Remember, don't kill him; we still need him alive; I want to read that kid's mind."

"By the way, how can you not recognize this talented young man, even this is your territory?" Their harmony broke as Krox tried to mock Grimm, who seemed to be enjoying the sight.

Hearing this, Grimm frowned. "I'm busy." Ignoring Krox, Grimm rolled his eyes and returned to focus on Desmond before he suddenly sensed something strange about his spell.

* slash ** slash *

Krox and Grimm were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them. What made them surprised was not that Desmond had managed to cut the wolves using the spell light magic enveloping his sword, but because of a large hole leading to the outer dimension behind Desmond.

"Brock, HOLD HIM!!" On seeing this, Krox's composure was lost, replaced by a worried expression.

Even if he said he would still find Desmond, even if Desmond ran away, it would be more troublesome and longer.

Who knew that it was possible that Desmond had been sent by the Kingdom and ended up reporting Grimm's betrayal to Edward?

In contrast to Krox, Grimm was even more curious about Desmond's origins.

Looking at Desmond, who was wearing black clothes, he could only guess that his age was relatively young because Desmond had still not reached the average adult height.

…

Simultaneously, before Desmond slashed the wolves down, he waited for the right time to escape.

After all this time, he finally heard a notification from the system.

[Working 50% ..]

[Status: Completed]

[Saving to Database…]

[Data Saved!]

Suddenly, a portal to the outside world appeared in front of him; Desmond could only peek through the sidelines of the wolves holding him on the ground.

It's time!

Desmond then cast a spell on his sword that made it glow, covered with light.

* slash * slash *

After slashing the wolf that was blocking him, Desmond ran towards the portal at full speed. When half of his body reached the portal, only then did he feel relieved.

Huh, I'd better be more careful—

But before that, the rest of his body still in that dimension seemed to be held back by something huge.

Desmond glanced back and saw Brock or the burly man who had been holding him earlier, this time pulling his hand with all his might.

Using the other hand, Desmond tried to fight back.

* creak * creak *

Like the sound of the torn clothes, Desmond felt like his hand would break if this continued.

[Warning !!]

[Warning !!]

[System: The system detects resistance from the caster, causing this dimension to close again in 5 seconds]

Seeing this notification, Desmond's expression became ugly. He glanced at Grimm only to see him smile. Cunning.

Tch!

Looking at the system notification, then looking back at his hand, Desmond finally made a decision.

* slash ** pop *

Haaaaah.

Having managed to get out of the dimension, gasping for breath, he looked back and saw their expressions smiled as if they had expected this.

Shit!

Seeing the deserted road, Desmond was running around while pressing his right hand. His blood continued to flow down the road, covering it with traces of blood.

Desmond kept running until he finally saw the shadow of his house guard.

"Guard, Guard!" Unconsciously, he called them, but he forgot that he was still wearing black clothes, which made his guards alert while pointing their weapons.

"Halt your step!"

If I returned home, the assassins would immediately know my identity.

Looking back at the guard's expression, Desmond decided to turn around and head towards one of the large buildings far away.

Arriving at the building, Desmond saw the words 'Raven Soul Guild' displayed right in front of his eyes. Regardless of his clothes and condition, Desmond entered.

…

The Raven Soul Guild

The atmosphere at night in this Guild room was tranquil; only a few officers were guarding the upper chamber of the Guild, as well as a female receptionist who was on duty at all times.

But suddenly, the guild door opened and shocked the guard, the guild receptionist, who was guarding the night.

"Hello, sir, is there anything we can help you with?" Seeing the black outfit with blood, they became alert. The receptionist was already getting ready to chant the spell, but ...

"A room for -" 

*thump *

Before the receptionist heard clearly, she saw the mysterious man fall right at the table.

"Sir? Sir? Someone help me to carry him."

The guards who had been alert came with a stretcher and put the mysterious man on a stretcher. The guard then looked at the guild receptionist. "Where are we taking him?"

"The most corner room," replied the receptionist while looking at the part of the hand that was missing from the mysterious man's body.

Hearing this, the guard was shocked. "Eh? Isn't that m- "

" Shut up, just take him to my room. "

"Yes, mam."